[Verse]
You ain’t heard of a suicide quite like mine
‘Cause I never feel as alive as when I’m on either side
Of an intellectual tête-à-tête
Of a moral, ethical argument
Where both heads can give as good as they get
And come driven by a mutual intent
What the Greeks would call a glorious death, but strictly in the figurative
[Chorus]
To lose is to learn
To lose is to learn
To lose is to learn
[Verse]
Because tension’s what creation is
A confluence of different voices
So let’s get a jam session in, whatever your instrument is
And let’s harmonize in our dissonance
And we’ll come to find it all complements
Things like “wrong” and “right” are irrelevant
When we’ve crucified our narcissist
Bring our song up to that perfect pitch
And we’ll know we’ve played some funky shit
[Chorus]
To blend is to birth
To blend is to birth
To blend is to birth
[Outro]
To lose is to learn
To blend is to birth
To lose is to learn
To blend is to birth
To lose is to learn
To blend is to birth